𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Smoke

"Come here" Tom says smoking the cigar.
I make my way over to him sitting on his lap.
He inhales the smoke before kissing me.
I kiss Tom back instantly and feel him push all the smoke from his mouth into mine. He pulls away from our kiss letting me exhale the smoke out of my mouth.
"This is the only time I'm letting you smoke" Tom says sternly before passing me the cigar. I smile before taking a hit and pulling his face down to mine and kissing him. As Tom pulls away from me he blows the smoke into my face.
"I love you" Tom says before kissing me.
"I love you more" I respond.
"I've killed for you"
"I've also killed for you" I said smiling innocently at Tom.
"Really how many?" He asks.
"Idk maybe seven?" As those words leave my mouth Tom couldn't help but smirk.
"Your my psychopath" Tom says caressing my cheek.
"That's my line" I tell him before kissing his neck.